"I almost got hit!" Polk was terrified, he didn't want to experience the feeling of sinking just now. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"Whew--" Didima was relieved.

"Ahh

Sou!

Polke, who had regained consciousness, immediately came to Didima's side, and he looked at his father with a complicated expression.

"Polk, do you still want to make a move on me?" Chamak said coldly, already realizing that something was wrong.

"I'm never going to do anything to my father. Polk said, but before Chamak could be pleased, his next sentence sent him to hell. "However, you will never be my father!"

"My father! is a hero who stands up to the heavens and the earth, and he is a great warrior who saved the elves! It will never be you!"

Polk said word by word, the bursting words full of power.

"That's right! you'll never be Chamak!" Didima glared at each other, he was nothing more than a cursed puppet, and even if he had intelligence, he was just another demon hiding in Chamak's body.

"Do it, Uncle Didima!" Polke's words did not fall, and the whole person rushed away like an arrow from the string, and his shot was extremely firm, without the slightest hesitation or guilt before.

He has come out of the misunderstanding, and he wants to defeat this hypocritical demon in front of him!

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?" Chamak was a fearful man, for him, protecting the statue was the only task, even if it cost his soul and life!

This kind of control is also the terrible thing about the curse!

Seeing relatives on the battlefield, no matter what time it is, is a sad and vicissitudes of life.

Dark Sky Star, Ten Thousand Magnets!

With a wave of Polk's hand, a pitch-black cavern appeared out of thin air, and the powerful pull made Chamak's body feel like it had been hit hard.

Whoa!

Chamak didn't sit still, he frantically unleashed his own power, and finally cut off the pull.

"Ahh

Didima roared, took a long sword, and rushed straight over, slashing at the head.

Hand of Nothingness!

Chamak roared, and his left hand suddenly blurred, as if it had disappeared into space.

In the next second, a big hand tore open a space, and with a tight grip, it clamped around Didima's great sword.

"Ahh

Chamack is a master of space, and yes, another type of magic he practices is space!

In Erlo, it is said that space is king, and time is the emperor, which is enough to see the power of the two kinds of magic! And Chamak, as one of the few remaining space masters in reality, is naturally not shallow.

This hand of nothingness is a powerful magic inherited from ancient times, it can be said to be a combination of physical arts and magic, only cultivated on the arm, so that people's arms have the ability to shuttle through space and master space!

Part of the reason why Polk is so favored is that he inherited Chamak's spatial talent!

Of course, Polk is only a beginner at best, not to mention the hand of nothingness, and even simple spatial magic is enough.

Chamak, who broke out with all his might, should not be underestimated, he actually came out on top in the difficult situation and reversed the situation!

Click!

But with the pouring of power, the curse power that suppressed Chamak's soul became weaker and weaker, allowing Chamak to slowly wake up from his sleep!

"Hurry up!" Chamak said in his heart.

Hand of the Void: Rift!

Click!

The surrounding area was shaken out like glass, and the space that was torn apart was uneven, and the space storm brewing was visible to the naked eye!

"Hey!"

Chamak let out a low sigh, his blurred right hand clenched tightly, and the cracks seemed to have life, like silk threads pulling together under the big hand.

A strange picture appeared, and as the cracks converged, the pieces of space were squeezed up layer by layer, and everything inside was ruthlessly crushed!

Naturally, Polk and Didima were also affected, and they used their own strength to guard and delay time.

"No one can destroy the statue of Her Highness the Goddess!she's the true master!" Chamak roared feverishly, the speed at which the rift contracted again.

"Poof!"

Polk felt a door in his chest, and a mouthful of reverse blood gushed out of his throat, and suddenly sprayed into the air, turning into blood flowers.

"Polk!" Didima snapped, suppressing his discomfort.

"I'm okay," Polk adjusted his breathing, his eyes sharpening.

Unforgivable! Let my father be like this! How could I admit defeat!

Rumble!

The chapter of legends shone brightly, directly erasing several rifts and giving Polk a chance to breathe.

"It's now!"

Polk's eyes were sharp, and his father had told him that the Void Hand was incomparably powerful, but it could consume a lot of power to use!

So the best way to break the Void Hand is to keep attacking!

Of course, the power of the Void Hand lies in the fact that it hits in one hit!

But as long as a respite is given, then the Void Hand is nothing to fear.

Dark Starfall!

Polk stepped on the dark clouds, the raging wind ruffled his hair, and a star-like object continued to absorb the fragments of space around it, rapidly swelling.

Finally, the tipping point arrived, and the stars were like a balloon, ready to explode at any moment!

"Break it for me!" Polk's voice was raised, the hurricane was coming, and the stars were divided!

Boom! Boom!

A fireworks-like festival has begun!

The stars that were frantically venting their fury devoured everything, and the pressure of the Void Hand increased dramatically.

The horror in Chamak's eyes flickered, and his heart was stirred with even more anger.

This also indicates that the battle between father and son has entered a white-hot stage!